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    News came from the palace that Emperor Zhaohe was ill. He had a fever last night, and everyone in the Mingguang Palace was anxious.  The imperial doctor came in at night despite heavy snowfall. Now he used a stove to drive away the cold air at the palace gate before he could enter the palace, feel his pulse and take medicine, all at once.  The imperial doctor said, Your Majesty is tired at night, so you can easily catch wind and cold if you are not careful, so you should pay attention to rest.

    ¡°In the final analysis, Emperor Showa was too diligent and neglectful of himself. In addition, as he got older, his body was not as strong as when he was in his prime.  In other words, the emperor is old.

    The emperor was ill, and the kings who had come of age and were separated from the palace to build mansions asked for help.  Emperor Zhaohe did not allow them, and only allowed them to visit the palace when they were awake, and then let them go.  Li Ci lifted up his robe and stood up, planning to leave with King Zhou and others who were going out in front. As soon as he walked down the stone steps in front of Mingguang Palace, Su Changshi's voice came from behind, "Your Highness, King Yong, please stay."

    Li Ci stopped and turned around. Su Changshi came over with a smile, "Your Highness, Your Majesty, please go back."

    Li Ci couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He immediately turned to look in the direction where King Zhou and others left. The last piece of the golden silk robe disappeared at the corner of the palace wall.  She composed herself, cupped her hands towards Su Changshi and said, "Thank you."

    Returning to the Mingguang Hall, Emperor Zhaohe was lying on the bed. His previously closed eyes had been opened, and his eyes were clear and sharp. He heard footsteps and watched Li Ci approaching the dragon bed. He waved and his voice  Somewhat mute, "Yongfu, come here."

    Li Ci knelt down to say hello, then sat on the bedside, and asked with concern: "Father, are you feeling better?" She carefully looked at Emperor Zhaohe's complexion, which was pale and bloodless, much worse than before, and his figure was also a little thinner.  I can't help but feel a little distressed.  She thought of the reason why Emperor Zhaohe fell ill this time, and couldn't help but give some advice.

    Emperor Zhaohe saw Li Ci's expression in his eyes and listened to her earnest words of advice. He felt greatly comforted and felt that Xiao Jiu was indeed caring and sensible.  Turning around, I remembered that I was tired after just one night in the Imperial Study Room reviewing papers. I couldn't help but feel sad. Sure enough, I was still old.  When I was young, there was an urgent war, and I discussed with important ministers without sleep for three days and three nights without feeling any fatigue; now, after all, time is not forgiving.

    Being sick always makes people vulnerable and sad, and even the nine-fifth-year-old is not immune to it.  After lying on the bed for a day and a half, Emperor Showa thought a lot, about the court, the harem, and his children. The night watchman could occasionally hear the king sighing at night, but he could only cover his ears and pretend not to hear.  .

    "I have been ill these past few days, and when I am dreaming in a daze, I always dream of your mother-in-law. She is still the same as before. She said that she is a little lonely alone, and asked me how much time I have left to accompany her." Emperor Zhaohe  Sighed.

    Li Ci's eyes twitched and he said hurriedly: "How come my father said these things? You are still fine. You will live forever in the future."

    "Long Live the Qianqiu is just what those people say to bluff people, just listen to it. I don't believe it, and you shouldn't believe it either. They all say good things, and sometimes you can't help but believe it if you say it too much."  When I think back, I can't escape the bad root of vanity and arrogance." What he said was a bit confusing. After being ill for these days, Emperor Zhaohe's thoughts were also a bit confused.

    Li Ci couldn't listen to what Emperor Zhaohe said. He always felt that there was some unspeakable sadness that made people not want to hear it.  She frowned, but saw Emperor Zhaohe trying to sit up. She quickly pulled a big soft pillow and stuffed it behind Emperor Zhaohe to make him more comfortable.

    A faint smile appeared on Emperor Zhaohe's face, his eyes were gentle and kind, "These days, I always think of things in the past. When you were a child, you were so small that I could hold it with one hand. Now it is so big."  ¡±

    Li Ci didn't know when people would grieve the spring and autumn and recall the past. She only knew that when these words came from her father, who had always been omnipotent, an uncontrollable sadness surged from the bottom of her heart.  I can't help but feel sour in my eyes as I reminisce.  "Father, please stop talking, you will be fine."

    It was just a cold spell. She always felt that her father was much more fragile, which was always not good for an emperor.

    At this time, there was a sound of the window hitting the window frame. Li Ci hurriedly got up to check. Su Changshi, who had been standing silently aside, quickly walked over, closed the window, and came back to report that it was Feng Xuetai.  Big, the palace people in the palace forgot to close the windows after opening them for ventilation.  But a small gust of cold wind still blew in. Li Ci stood in front of the bed, and the warm palace was suddenly blown by the cold wind, and he couldn't help but shiver.

    Emperor Zhaohe saw this and asked: "The wind and snow seem to be much more violent these days?"

    Su Changshi immediately bowed and replied: "Your Majesty, there has been a sudden storm and snow in Luodu these days, and ordinary people dare not walk on the road. Jingzhao Mansion has arranged for people to clear the snow, but it is snowing heavily, I'm afraid it will  Not for several daysA chubby little hand held her aunt's hand, and her round eyes looked at her mother-in-law from time to time, and then twisted her body to look at her aunt.

    Li Ci saw such a scene when he came, and his heart was turned cute for a moment. He just felt that Nannan was so cute.  When the two of them saw her coming, the Crown Princess stood up and said hello to her, and Li Ci returned the greeting.

    "My daughter is clamoring to see my aunt, but I really can't help but bother Your Highness." The Crown Princess said.

    "If that's the case, I should be happy that my sister-in-law can come to the house." Li Ci's tone was kind, which made the imperial concubine relax a lot.  Her impression of His Highness King Yong was very shallow, and it only lasted a few times.  Most of her understanding of King Yong came from the rumors about King Yong and what her husband said.

    The Crown Princess knew that rumors could not be trusted, and what her husband said was somewhat credible. However, when her husband talked about His Highness King Yong, his tone was always a bit wrong. After all, King Yong married his own biological sister.  , his mood, as a wife, I always have to understand a little bit.

    ¡°At least now it seems that His Highness King Yong is gentle and polite, not as domineering and rude as the rumors say.

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